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Red Flame landed on Chang Xi's shoulder, with an extremely ugly rag doll still in its mouth.

As soon as she raised her hand, Hongyan released her mouth, and the rag doll fell into her palm.

"I think this rag doll is pretty ugly, why don't we tear it apart?" Chang Xi and Lu Wenli grabbed the doll's feet and head respectively, trying to separate its body.

The child immediately became agitated, shouting, "Stop!"

The two paused what they were doing.

Lu Wenli was startled: "This thing really is your true form, an ugly doll."

"You're the ugly one!" The child was furious, but the person kept calling him an ugly doll.

Chang Xi looked down at the doll, and when his gaze fell on the doll's eyes, he paused for a second. Why do these eyes look like human eyes?

I looked closer.

A glint flashed in her amber pupils as she saw the image of a child ghost reflected in the doll's eyes. However, the child ghost in those eyes was pure, without a trace of impurity.

Seemingly sensing Chang Xi's gaze, the little figure in her eyes waved to her in greeting.

What a polite and well-behaved child.

"You locked someone else's son's soul inside a doll?" Lu Wenli blurted out, "How shameless! Not only do you use someone else's face, but you also lock him up!"

"I'm protecting him!" the child ghost shouted sternly. "You know nothing, how could you understand my good intentions?! There are so many ill-intentioned people and dangers outside. What's wrong with him staying by my side?"

I can talk to him and play games with him; I'll take care of him! I can get him anything he wants!

[Big Socks, something sounds weird about what you're saying.]

Are the two kids dating?

[Don't be so cynical! This child is only seven or eight years old.]

[But this ghost isn't seven or eight years old, didn't you hear Chang Xi call him an old thing?]

[Wouldn't that be even more sinister, with an old man and a child?]

[I don't think it's love. This guy seems a bit like a yandere. You're mine, and you can only be mine. You can't be with anyone else.]

I'm completely confused and can't understand it at all.

"Why don't we let the person involved speak?" Chang Xi glanced at the child ghost trying to step forward and immediately grabbed the doll, threatening, "If you dare to come forward again, I'll tear this doll to shreds."

He still couldn't gamble, and took a half-step back without saying a word.

"Hold it by the hand," Chang Xi said, handing the red rope to Lu Wenli.

"Huh? Me?" Lu Wenli looked bewildered and trembled as he took the red rope.

The four ghosts were also bullies who preyed on the weak. Seeing that the ropes binding them were in the hands of Lu Wenli, an outsider, they immediately bared their teeth and tried to scare him.

Lu Wenli chuckled and boldly tightened his grip on the red string.

The ghosts immediately felt a suffocating sensation.

I'm impressed, this guy's not someone to mess with.

Chang Xi gently patted the doll's back, and her tightly closed lips parted.

The child felt his lips move and happily pouted, wanting to kiss her. "Thank you, sister, kiss me."

"No kissing," she said, raising her hand to cover the doll's mouth. Who knows how many souls this doll has devoured? Just thinking about it makes her uncomfortable.

The child looked disappointed. "Okay."

Just like my little nephew, he wants to kiss everyone he sees.

[Kids, they don't know how to express their affection in words, but the most direct way is with a kiss.]

"Brother, kiss me," the child decided to find someone else to kiss.

"No," Lu Wenli pinched its mouth, shaking it up and down, "Tell me, what's your relationship with this ghost?"

The child rubbed his mouth and slowly began to explain the reason.

"My name is Tang Sheng, and my nickname is Pipi. I picked up the bean sprouts by the roadside. I saw them thrown next to a trash can and wanted to pick them up, but my mom said I couldn't just pick up trash because there would be bacteria."

I hadn't gone far when I heard Bean Sprout talking to me. He said he was cold and his body ached, so I took him home. I didn't tell my mom because I was afraid she'd find out I'd brought things home from outside.

She secretly took her mother's needle and thread and sewed up the severed bean sprout from her hand.

"No wonder this doll looks ugly. It turns out your technique is lacking." Lu Wenli had never seen such an ugly doll before. Today was quite an eye-opener. But even ignoring the stitching, the doll was still ugly. He wondered how such a doll ended up on the market.

"Uncle, if you shut up, no one will think you're mute," the child pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Uncle, our handsome young man Lu Wenli has become an uncle too.

[Serves him right, who told him to speak so carelessly and criticize someone's skills like that.]

[Kids are really different, Pipi is just as mischievous as his name suggests.]

"I consider Bean Sprout a good friend, but he doesn't like me having other friends." Pipi couldn't understand why Bean Sprout hated him making new friends. "When Bean Sprout sees me playing with my friends from school, he gets angry, and then strange things always happen to my friends."

My mom says he shouldn't bully others, and I've told Douya (my son) this many times, but he never listens. I'm so angry I want to break off all contact with him.

At this point, the doll's body trembled slightly, as if she had seen something terrifying.

"Bean Sprout, Bean Sprout wouldn't leave. Mom wanted to throw it away, so Bean Sprout strangled Mom!" The little girl rubbed her eyes with her short hands, her voice trembling with tears. "Daddy wanted to go up and save Mom, but Bean Sprout was too fierce. He turned on the gas and locked the door so we couldn't leave. I couldn't breathe, and then I floated up. The police took our bodies away. I can't leave. We have to stay in this house."

[This is a devilish child!]

[They kindly took him in, and he killed their entire family. This isn't just being a demon; this is being a psychopath.]

[Isn't it said that ghosts don't have as many thoughts as humans?]

Is there some hidden story?

Even if there are hidden reasons, you can't kill someone's entire family.

Chang Xi gently patted the baby's back, "Alright, alright, don't cry, Mommy and Daddy are here to find you."

She raised her hand and flicked out four beams of azure light, which disappeared into the brows of the ghosts. Their cloudy eyes became clear, and they regained their senses from when they were alive. However, the child ghost was blocked by an invisible barrier and could not get close.

"Daddy, Mommy!" The baby bounced around in Chang Xi's arms, wanting a hug.

The ghost couple took their child from Chang Xi's hands.

"Mommy, don't look at me. Pipi doesn't look very pretty right now," the child said, lowering her head, not daring to let her parents see her face.

The mother lovingly kissed the ugly baby in her arms, "You're beautiful. In your mother's eyes, you'll always be the most beautiful."

The father patted his head and said, "Our Pipi is still a handsome little boy."

"Mom and Dad, Pipi loves you," Pipi said, giving his parents a loud kiss on their cold cheeks.

The little ghost looked puzzled the moment he saw his mother kiss Pipi.

No, that shouldn't be the case. How could anyone see such an ugly doll and still like it? They should feel disgust, hatred, and discard it like trash!

Pipi doesn't need a mom or dad; he only needs himself as a friend. Only he will always be by Pipi's side, no matter what Pipi becomes, they will always be together.